The Democratic press. [volume] (Ravenna, O. [Ohio]) 1868-1901, 1887-12-22

but some OF that family are r.ch and
some are poor, and l cannot find out
where this young fellow comes in.
What do you know about him.
Tom did not answer this letter 10y
post. He came down to the Point iii
person, very much wrought up.
dorothy" he said stcrnlv, where
is this fellow Russell? There is no
such a man in our class. He is some
adventurer who has taken you in.
am astonished that you encouraged
him. Why didn't you ask me about
himP"
He said he knew you," Dorothy
faltered.
He lied," was Toms brusque re-
joinder, land I'll tell him so!'
IL did write YOU about him.
said Dorothy bursting into tears.
'EThat is, l wrote Therese; but you
were off at Portsmouth, and I suppose
she never would say anything about
it. Don't-don't glare at me so Tom. ,"
"Well, you have made a fool of
| yourselfT he said savagely. Dear
knows who the fellow is. Like as not
he is their"
''Oh, he's gentleman Dorothy in
terposed tearfully. Indeed he is,
| Tomr'
''How do you know? 1t may all be
a sham. You can't expect much of
man who starts out with lying. You
don't know even whether mis- name
really is Russell"
''Oh yes do" said Dorothy. "Aunt
Mary knows people who know him. p"
: '.Humph" retorted Tom, 'Where
i did you meet him, anyhow"
i H. L
with fresh burst OF tears"
well" exclaimed her brother saw
agely, Dorothy Calhoun, l did think
| you were old enough to travel alone"
$50 am!' she cried.
And then without waiting to explain
herself, she suddenly left him, dash
| ing round the piazza and down the
| beach beyond Toms line of vision,
where tall good-looking fellow. in
| yachting suit was coming towards the
| house.
"Why, Dorothyr' he exclaimed,
holding out his hand with a bright
fond smile. 81 was just coming after
you"
Don't speak to mel" she cried pas
sionately. You told me big story,
George Russell. You don't know my
UEOGileI Oil dI ill, duu-dnu-NOu
have been deceiving me from the very
first. Oh, how could you do such a
thing? I'll never, never forgive you"
Russelrs fine face grew suddenly
grave.
Darling" he said quietly, ''come
and sit down here"
Don't call me thatw Dot retorted,
stamping her foot. 80, to think that
that again"
Dorothy" he went on gravely, sit
is quite true that do not know YOUR
brother. l graduated from Amherst
College last year, and he is only
freshman; consequently he never
heard of me-"
But you said he was your class
mate. You-you lied about a!'
mo; excuse me; did not. If you
will remember my exact words, did
not say that merely implied it.
Perhaps that is just as bad, for ac-
knowledge l did it with the intent to
deceive you. But did not think then
that our acquaintance would ripen as
it has done. | was oft for frolic;
saw you, and took Il desperate fancy
to you from the first. 1t was the name
Ou 1OuI 1du IIdU llISb put Oue lOled lHlO
my head. | remembered that there
was a Calhoun among the freshmen
this year, and jumped at the conclu-
sion that he might be 4 relative. 1t
turned out to be a brother. Don't be
angry, Dorothy; it was all done for
lark; and | haven't deceived you in
any other particular. Can't you for
give me for itP"
"You are not even sorry you did it!'
she cried. ''Oh, it is too dreadful"
''How can l be sorry when it has led
to my knowing you?" he said diplo-
matically.
You ought to be sorry" she said
again. Oh, George, there comes
Tomr'
The next instant she had decamped
and Russell rose to meet her brother,
who came up in towering rage.
us your name Russell?' Tom said an
grily.
ut is, sir" and he made sign
which worked like charm on Toms
manner, for it showed they were fell
lows of the same society, Il believe
owe you an explanation"
He made it then and there, like 3
man.
81 acknowledge that l did wrong"
Russell concluded; "but you would do
the same if you were off for lark.
81 ought to thrash you'll" Tom said
savagely.
But you can't do it, you know,
Russell replied, with a glance at Toms
inferior height and muscle.
"Confound your impudence" Tom
muttered. ''The best thing you can
do is to get out of this; and you'd bet
ter 60 quickly"
"Come now, Mr.. Calhoun" said
Russell, 81 am sorry. npon my honor.
II love your sister, and | intend to
ask your father
"How dare you think of such
thing?" Tom shouted.
Because" Russell replied with sud
den dignity, ''my family is quite
equal to yours, Mr.. Calhoun. More
over, am not beggar. You prob
ably know my uncle, George Chester,
OF the Vulcan Iron Works. l am the
junior partner there"
Tom gasped.
The Vulcan Iron Works were owned
by the richest and most honorable men
in that section of the country.
THAT may be, he said lamely. but
why on earth did you go about the
thing in such an underhand way?"
Russell sWiled.
Come and see me-" he said, hold
ing out his hand.
And Tom took it, though not with
out sheepish look.
He tried to say something, but Rus
sell wrung his hand warmly and hur-
ried off. 1t took Tom sometime to get
back to the house, for, to use his own
phrase, he was ''all broken up.
When he did get there his aunt
rushed out and seized him with a
! breathless exclamation.
Tom" she cried ''the Rev. Mr..
VanderpOol has come, and he knows
Mr. Russell well. He says he is worth
three millions, and, Tom-see here!
She drew him to one corner of the
piazza, where they could peep through
the vines into little summer-house
near by.
Dorothy was there, mopping away
some perverSe tears on George Rus
, sells shoulder.